On our second evening in Kyoto we dined at a local ramen restaurant.
Five minutes after we arrived, the seats at the counter were all occupied by men.
My bowl. It was pretty good but the best ramen on the trip was the first spicy version in Hakodate. Its noodles had greater integrity.
Condiments.
The next morning we went to a breakfast place across the street from the ramen joint.
Toast, cold boiled egg, and a salad.
It was run by a little old lady and was so different from the other place.
Toast is very thick here. This morning at the station, I had French toast and it was thick as well.
We return to Narita airport today and fly back to Oz tonight. We are ready to go home.
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